This time, it was the little girl who called, not the Taiwanese boy.
Because the ship's navigation coordinates are displayed numerically on the instrument panel in the cockpit, Chen Rou thought that all she had to do was bring the little girl into the cockpit, point to the instrument panel, and have her tell her the numbers.
But of course, plans don't always go as expected. You could tell from the little girl's tone that they hadn't been in touch for a few days, and they had already delivered a batch of goods and were on their way back.
The girl said, "Sister, someone died before even reaching the port."
Chen Rou naturally asked, "How did you die?"
The girl said, "My dad said that the thing inside his stomach exploded."
She added, "I'm so worried about Zai Zai because the big boss just told my dad to stuff more food into him, but if he stuffs too much, you know, he'll explode."
Chen Rou asked, "Where are you now?"
The girl said in a low voice, "We've already returned to their hometown and will be staying there for a while. The place is called Lvsun. I don't know what it means, but everyone calls it Lvsun Island. Oh, and there's a bowl-shaped mountain outside the window, a chipped, gap-toothed bowl."
What kind of mountain is that, shaped like a bowl?
Lvsun Island, the small island over there in Taiwan? Which island is it, big or small?
Chen Rou wanted to ask for more information, but all she heard on the phone was a busy signal.
She answered the phone in her study, and just as she finished, Song Yuanchao poked his head in: "Taiwanese boy, right?"
Chen Rou asked, "Did you hear anyone mention the name 'lvsun' when you were in the Philippines?"
Although Song Yuanchao had gone to the Philippines, he knew a little English but not a word of the local Filipino language. He shook his head, but still pressed on, asking, "Where exactly are the Taiwanese guys now?"
When they landed on the mainland, because they were Taiwanese businessmen, they could go directly through the VIP channel. In those days, there were no X-ray security checks, and those Taiwanese businessmen were picky and difficult to please. Their superiors must have said that they should relax security in various ways. Security checks like those at the gate were simply impossible. After leaving the port, they were escorted by special police. It was unbelievable. The drug traffickers were getting too big for their britches.
If it weren't for the fear of interfering with normal business activities, Chen Rou would have kicked several drug dealers to death at the security checkpoint.
But of course that won't do. Those who cross the border into Hong Kong are all hateful but also pitiful mules. The real drug dealers are in Lvsun. She should kill Li Da Quezi, Chen Xianhai, and the drug dealers who produce drugs, not mules.
She was in the inner room of the study, behind the bookshelf, when she came out to look at the world map on the wall.
Song Yuanchao looked at it with her and asked, "Is there any other news? Let me help you think about it?"
Just then, Nie Zhao pushed the door open and came in, but immediately stopped: "Did I disturb you?"
Song Yuanchao immediately took two steps back: "Boss, what do you need? I'll help you find it."
Nie Zhao wasn't just talking casually. Of course, if he wanted to get confidential documents, he wouldn't go through Song Yuanchao's hands. He went into the inner room himself, holding a key in one hand and a combination lock in the other, opened the safe, and took out the board of directors' articles of association.
Nie Han is at the door. From now on, she will be the little prince of the family.
Originally, after she came into the picture, the password that Nie Jiajun knew should have been rendered useless, and a new safe password should have been set, with Nie Zhao and Nie Han jointly enforcing it. However, when he saw that Chen Rou was still there, he said to Nie Han, "Go to the company first, and when you come back tonight, your uncle will help you change the password."
If his threats and intimidation of Nie Jiajun at the dinner table earlier might have been intentional, this time it was for real. He was holding the articles of association and was going to take Nie Han to a company meeting, which meant that Nie Jiajun was truly finished.
Boss Nie really put in a lot of effort last night and did his best. Of course, he is a good husband who is considerate of his wife. At this time, Song Yuanchao, who was in the way, went out, and Nie Han was still standing at the door of the study. Since he was not an outsider, he said, "You must have been exhausted last night. Why did you get up so early? Go to bed later and rest."
Nie Han was so clever; as soon as she saw her uncle and aunt chatting intimately, she immediately and quietly closed the door.
Chen Rou, however, felt that something was wrong with Nie Zhao. He had seemed restless while sitting, and now his legs felt weak. She was fine, but worried that he might be tired, so she asked, "What about you? You don't seem to be feeling well."
Mr. Nie's back is fine, of course; the main problem is his hemorrhoids, which I'd like to explain.
But Chen Rou had to figure out exactly where that place called Lvsun was, so she couldn't flirt with her husband. Besides, she always felt that her husband hadn't fully recovered and needed to continue exercising.
Of course, he was physically strong and happy, and she was sexually happy too. Taking his arm, she said, "I was so happy last night, but it seems your energy hasn't fully recovered yet, so get some rest, and remember to stay healthy."
In fact, Nie Zhao could not only maintain the state he was in last night, but also do it twice as long as his wife could bear it.
The problem was hemorrhoids; he suddenly experienced anal pain in the middle of the night, and he was willing but unable to help.
He could have explained, but his wife, holding his hand, had already reached the door and opened it.
By the way, Nie Han is still at the door, Nie Jiayu ran the fastest, but Nie Jiajun is just running towards the living room, which means that the three of them must have heard what Chen Rou just said.
"This is unbelievable," Nie Zhao said, looking around. "Jiayu Jiajun, go to my study desk and review the company's financial statements from last year, focusing on the real estate sector. I'll be testing you on it tonight."
His nephews annoyed him, so he had to annoy them in return.
Of course, he only dared to yell at his nephews, and afterwards he had to obediently bow his head to his wife: "Where's Song?"
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